"Beauty, could you lean a bit closer to this handsome guy?" the photographer, fiddling with his camera for a while, felt that the frame still wasn't perfect, so he called out to Xu Yixue.
"Mommy, let's lean together," Tongtong shook his head, tugging at Xu Yixue's hand.
Xu Yixue bit her lip, reluctant to get too close to Xu Fan, but considering it was just a matter of taking a photo, only a second or two, she complied, letting her fragrant shoulder lean against Xu Fan's.
Xu Fan caught a whiff of a faint fragrance as Xu Yixue's hair strands, some even floating onto Xu Fan's neck, tickled him.
Xu Fan couldn't help but lean slightly closer to Xu Yixue's body as well.
Xu Yixue then felt Xu Fan's broad shoulders pressed tightly against her delicate ones, his strong male scent reaching her nose, giving her an urge to lay her head on Xu Fan's shoulder and not leave. Even her fair face instantly blushed a shade of crimson.